Sleep Deprivation

Wednesday, March 02, 2005
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Ok. My newest amibition is to set up a blackjack team. Talk to me if interested. Research is being initiated now, however, it is based completely off those MIT folk which I do not want to mimic, but shorta be like an aftershock to. r0x.

Oh, another ambition. Nine Days the band. Kinda sappy, but oh so good.
Story of a girl. Try that one.

18th wasn't really celebrated. Still pending? I dunno. Kinda senseless now. So many people have b-days in December. Wonder if theirs were celebrated. Anyhow, 18 is just the beginning of adulthood, no biggie. Just a long delayed transition really.

As you can probably tell now, this post has absolutely no point. Reading on would be wasting your valuable time. In all honesty, it will.

If Lowell grad tickets don't come through soon, I'm gonna just burst through the Vice Prez's house and demand tickets like a terrorist and probably get arrested under the Patriot Act. Hope she doesn't shoot me. Surely, she cannot shoot an old friend with his mother just comming by to see that all is well?

I used to play handball in her garage and talk about the future. HAH! What different paths we've taken. Not even talking about college but what we wanted our lives to be about. In the end it always come to be owning things. Like money and cars and sometimes dragons. Then one day the question was posed: what other than things we wanted to own did we want in our futures? Well, that threw us for a loop and handball was interrupted. (Handball was like a religion to us in SF, along with kickball). In the end we decided we wanted to help people. Like doctors do. And like the nice firemen who gathered toys for us during Christmas time. So one day we started a club to help people. We patrolled the schoolyard helping kids solve issues from HW to fights. Odd eh? Very indeed. That was broken up when we wouldn't let this other kid join the club. Ah well, go teacher and fairness.

How different we must be now. VP of Lowell, gee kid, you've gotten ahead of yourself there. That thought does make me a bit more sane though, when comparing our student gov't to theirs. Quite sad really. Atleast she still gets to help her community. Wonder if she'll go all out humanitarian like her sis. This post is getting quite personal. Oh well. I don't know what to say when she's gonna ask me what I'm doing now. I have the same ambition towards the improvement of the world around me, but no vessel to further that. Nevermind that, college will provide plenty of that neccesary vector(ing). (that is not a word.)

Odd to think about really. I hope no one read this far, not that I care really. CV is really missing that humanitarian effort that exemplefies healthy communities. Granted, the clubs are on the noble path, but there isn't much personal effort. It seems to me a congregated and quite forced movement. Don't get me wrong, there are many, many, screwed up kids in SF. Much more in number and greater in severity than the kids here. But the top of the class kids aren't just about numbers. I hate that, kids who are just about numbers and grades. Granted, they are important, but you gotta be able to take on both. Numbers and the world. If you only have one, you'll never get anywhere. The numbers part is really just to get the base job to live comfortably, which isn't really insured by good grades anyways. The global mind isn't something that is easily learned. So I guess school-wise, the top kids aren't so much different between CV and SF. But the whole person isn't as dynamic. Isn't as willing. Still kids calling each other homophobic terms at times.

Still, the idea i have in my head sure is unrealistic. But gotta strive for it. Can't be that guy who lives and dies without any sign of being human, without caring. Kill one, kill all -- Save one, save all. I saw that somewhere. Makes sense really.

Oh yeah, Jiabao, i hear you read this. If you do, hello. Tell your parents I said hi. I'll help you with your essay if you need it and I hope all this is really giving you a sense of what benefits you have. I think you know who I'm talking about too.

Hmm, gotta remember that address then. Damn, been so long. Between Kirkum and Lawton.

Well, gonna get some hours in before the morn to match my sleeping pattern. Wonder if this will work. Night.

S_out.

Stephen at 9:37 PM


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